Marcie groaned in delicious agony, and the way they fit together felt perfect and good and right. She reached behind her to grip his waist as he slowly fucked her, fingers on her clit, and then reached under her knee to hold her leg up for a better angle. In the dark, under the covers, it was like they were the only two people in the world. Their breaths and moans were the only sounds in the close air. When she came she yowled his name, her body slick with sweat, toes curling and hips jerking into his touch, head arched back with his mouth on her soft skin.